She had her long blonde hair very straight and sleek, deep red lipstick,her blue eyes popped with the smokey eyeshadow and porcelain skin.I texted Tod... asking when he expected to be home because there was a surprise waiting. He said he was on his way so I sent a picture of Stacy and myself after we had a make out section. Her lipstick smudged on my mouth. He responded by asking if it was what he thought it was and I said yes.When he got home he burst into the bedroom where Stacy and myself. ’ With that she kissed him and rose from the bed. Walking away she said over her shoulder, ‘You can see your way out.’ Jack entered his apartment in Grosvenor Square and headed up stairs. He needed some sleep but also some breakfast. He just didn’t know what he needed most. His valet, Johnson, followed him upstairs. ‘A rough night, sir?’ Jack gave him a glare. ‘A cup of coffee, black with sugar. I’m going to bed.’ ‘Yes, sir,’ Johnson replied but didn’t go. ‘Now what, Johnson?’ Jack was losing. He finished inside her mouth and she coughed it up on the forest floor, feeling wretched. He’d whispered more sweet words to her that made everything better, and she felt bad for being so off. They were usually much better about cuddling after any chance they could get. Instead she was driving home with an itchy sports bra under a dirty shirt, a gooey mess in her panties, and pall over her mood. She shook it off, it was fine, she just needed a shower.Except despite her mental decision to shake. Panted. Gasped. Tensed her entire body and climaxed into Marcus' face as she held his hair tight in her hand. There was no way he could have avoided the deluge of female cum that attacked his face so ravenously.With her passion sated, she rapidly exchanged places with Marcus. Undoing his trouser zip and extracting his penis through the gap. The rapid sucking of his cock lasted as long as she needed it to, before mounting him. She fed his beautiful length between her rampant slit; pausing only.